Secrets with Taylor. 4

I woke early the following morning to the unexpected sensation of Taylor's hand softly groping and playing with my cock and balls.

Her fingers playfully cupped my testicles whilst her hand squeezed them upwards towards my hardening length.

"Uhhhhh," I let out quietly through a long and low breath as I glanced down to watch Taylor's hand take control of me. She squeezed a little harder at that moment, waking me up fully. Both body and cock alike.

"Ha, morning..." I said softly, letting my gaze linger on her hand for a moment longer before I turned up to look at Taylor in the eyes.

"Took you long enough..." She teased playfully, her hand continued to grope me at that slow but firm pace. She was wide awake, her blue eyes shone with a certain look of friskiness. She, like me was still completely naked as the days sun came in through the window, casting a warm glow over the pair of us. Her petite nipples were soft as she shifted a little, though she kept ahold of me, as she continued to tease, squeeze and grope my cock in complete hardness.

"Out for the count," I said casually, glancing down once more. The sight of her hand wrapped around my cock and balls turned me on even more. My breath hitched at the sight and my cock throbbed again when she squeezed a little harder.

Taylor's hand slowed but never stopped, her grip was firm enough to send the shivers through my body but soft enough to caress my aching but tightening balls.

"Last night..." she said lightly, kissing me between her words, "last night was something incredible..." her lips were gentle, still full with daring and desire but passionate.

"It really was," I added just before our lips met again. Taylor's hand was squeezing my balls with more intent now. "You were incredible... Uhhhh... fuuuck!" My cock pulsed hard then, Taylor's fingers had slipped onto my shaft, pumping me slowly.

"Hmmm," she laughed through a breath, "I do love that feeling of you cock getting hard." She whispered against my lips before kissing me again, her tongue and mine lapped as our lips opened and closed together.

My hand was now at her breasts, squeezing those plucky little handfuls until her nipples went hard.

Taylor's hand pumped me, working my entire length, keeping her grip firm as she stroked from top to bottom, keeping that slow and agonising pace. I couldn't hack it, my hips had starting to shift with her movement.

I held her tit in one hand and squeezed as I lowered my head and licked at her hardened nipple. "Uhhh" she sighed and at the same time she uncontrollably squeezed my cock with a shot of force. "Uhh," I mirrored her moan.

"I want... mmm," Taylor sighed again, "I want you to fuck me... Uhhhh." She moaned again as I nibbed her nipple. Her hand was pumping me faster now, my cock was swelling in her grasp as she lined it up against her. She rubbed and pumped my cock into her clit before slipping it inside her wettening pussy with the faintest of pushes from my hips.

I slid in, pretty much all the way.

She was wet.

As was I.

And together we groaned simultaneously.

"I love being inside this pussy..." I whispered, our lips were basically touching as we both let our hips rock towards and away from eachother.

"I love you being inside my pussy." Taylor breathed back almost instantly before she bit my bottom lip, our eyes met for a moment before our lips crashed together again.

We took it slow, both on our sides. Our legs interlocked and our bodies incredibly close. Our hips kept to smooth and slow thrusts as my cock never left her, not completely anyway.

My head was leaking pre cum into Taylor as her own wetness kept her folds sleek as we continued with that gradual building of a shared orgasm.

Taylor's hands were now nestled in my hair, brushing and pulling faintly. My own hands were just at her waist, as if holding her there whilst we remained close. Remained in that sweet bliss of intimate sensation.

"Don't stop..." her voice was quiet, innocent and airy. We kept our lips together, our kisses mirrored our hips. Slow but fiery as we kept my cock inside her.

I was building, as was she.

She pulled my head downwards by the scruff of my hair. "Kiss my neck," she breathed. I did. I let my lips work across her bare neck. Taylor's hand held me in place. "Go lower," she breathed again, before pushing me towards her breasts, she arched her back slightly when I licked and sucked at her nipple. "Uhhh fuckk..." she groaned.

Taylor's hips were now rocking a little faster, her pussy was a little wetter and my cock was readying itself inside of her.

"Mmhhmmmm," she groaned again. "Bite me!"

I did. I bit her nipple. "UHHH YESS!" She screamed. "Press in deep!"

I did. I pushed my cock in as far as I could. Pumping my seed into her as I felt her lips flutter and clench around me. I bit her nipple again and Taylor joined me in a shared orgasm.

My cock twitch. Her pussy twitched. And our cum mixed inside her. She pulled my head up by my hair again, bit my lip a little hard and kissed me as we both finished our mornings climax.

Our breathing had finally found its natural rhythm, though our lips remained touching.

"So, what do we do now?" Taylor asked as she circled a finger over my chest with an incredibly light touch. I watched for a moment before my lips gave my intentions away, a smirked pulled at the corner of my mouth and before I could answer, Taylor teasingly gave my chest a playful push. "Not that!" She laughed, though her hand had moved to my cheek and her lips found mine. It was a slow kiss, a long kiss. Her leg pulled up, bent at the knee and rested on mine. "I mean... what happens now?"

I returned the kiss before answering her, keeping with that slow and tender touch. I kept that playful smirk at my lips when I said. "Whatever you want..." I brushed a finger through her hair, "You're the one with the boyfriend..." I said that last bit a little more quietly but with an edge of tease.

Taylor looked me in the eyes then trailed her gaze down to my chest, watching her finger once more. "Yeahh..." she said softly. "About that..."

"It doesn't bother me," I interrupted her. She shot a look up to again. "I suppose I can be you're little secret... little booty call." I raised my eyebrow in mock expression, the smirk pulling a little more at my lips.

Taylor laughed and pressed her hand into my chest. "You'd like that wouldn't you!"

"I would," I tried to say casually. "But not as much as you, I reckon..."

She kissed me there and then. Her lips were on me in an instant. Her hand had shot straight into my hair, clenching and pulling slightly. Her body gravitated itself closer to mine, enough for her to feel my cock between my legs faintly pulse back into life.